A few nights ago we had one of those OK summer storm nights that I enjoy – the kind with long, rolling, waves of storms and rain without the acute terror of tornadic activity.
About 4am we heard a stab of lightning that went “boing” and knew it hit something nearby. Turns out it slammed one of the oak trees in the front yard that had been slammed before. In fact, at least two or three times before. Bark and wood blasted off of it in a twisted pattern.
Gon’ make a fine wand outta some of that.
I am jealous.